It's the truth. I am a silly, nice, adventurous girl that loves to live life to the fullest (or at least tries). But what people (yes, online and real life) fail to realize about me is that I am not perfect (nobody is). They assume that since I am just this "teen girl", I do not have any problems. I have nothing that constantly worries me...bothers me. That I do not have any issues in my life; no reason that I should not be happy. My parents love me, I have a sister that I can confide to, I have "friends", I have tons of clothes, and I live in a nice home. But that is just the part that people assume about my life. Well, in reality, I do have problems. Maybe not as bad as an eighteen, twenty, or thirty year old, but problems nonetheless. Problems that I do not feel should be overlooked. My problems are just as important as anyone else's simply because they exist and they bother me. Think about this: it's not fair to say that a thirty year old with anorexia is more important than a sixteen year old with it, so why should the problems of a thirty year old be more important than a sixteen year old? 

It gets quite frustrating to hear that I do not have real problems by some. Sure, it may be tiny to you, but to me (with whom it matters), it is pretty darn big. And these problems that I am encountering (mind you, these are things that I struggle with daily) bother me so. darn. much. To name a few: I have frequent, and painful migraines; I cannot really express myself due to the fact that, a lot of times, nobody listens to me; I do not have any "friends", but one good associate due to me cutting off many because they are not the type of people that I want to associate with (I guess I'm maturing some, guys); I struggle with my eating habits (I need to eat healthier, but I may eat some days, while others I may not at all); and I feel like the one thing that I had that was always there for me is gone - my dog, Missey (while she was not able to speak, there was the comfort, and the fact that I always had her when I had nobody else to go to). 

Some of these things I am working on. Actually, I am trying to work on all of them. I take Tylenol for my migraines, but sometimes that does not work. I try to breathe, unclutter my mind, and start over with trying to express myself when I start to feel flustered and frustrated. I try to stop being such an introvert (with people that I do not know; I am nuts once I feel comfortable with you) and open myself up to meeting new friends. I try to eat on a somewhat schedule (every four hours), and if I am itching for a snack, I eat a cucumber. And for the last problem, I don't know what to do. But that answer will come to me overtime (hopefully). Until then, I will keep doing what I am doing. I have to keep myself motivated and not let these problems overwhelm me. I refuse to let it sink me. I am fifteen with a few problems, but these problems are what makes my world a little bit (read: a whole lotta) rougher than it could be. But life isn't perfect; there are bumps in the road everywhere. I just have to stay thankful for my health, my family, and what I do have. I am even somewhat thankful for the problems that I do have because they allow me to grow stronger, and help me evolve into the young woman that I am growing to be. 

The moral for this post? Don't belittle anyone's problems because their problems may be gigantic to them, just like yours is to you. 

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Maybe I should have noted that this would be more of a "serious" post. Oops? Haha. What I wrote about is something that has been bothering me for a long, long time, and I just needed to express it. 

Song Choice: 'Under the Bridge' by Red Hot Chili Peppers. This song is one of the classics that I have recently began to love. I think everyone should listen to this; it's really good and easy listening. Give it a listen below!